Susan LaffertyIn the tapestry God weaves on this “go and make disciples” journey, threads don’t always come together like I imagine they will.
Unfinished. Conversations sometimes unraveling. Quiet dismissals.
And me, stumbling through. Weak.
Wondering if I’m saying it in a way they can understand.
It’s the all and fully and every that get me.
In all wisdom and spiritual understanding?
Fully pleasing to God?
Bearing fruit in every good work? Strengthened with all power?
Delay. Airport overflowing. Passengers waiting. Watching. Anxious. Resigned. Complaining. Shouting.
Weary mom holds one child and corrals the others. Trying to get home before snow.
Couple returning from vacation. Using up all that relaxation in one day of flight cancellations.
I sit beside a man from Newark. Started his day long before dawn. Now it’s late afternoon and his flight diverted from Pensacola to this small airport in Alabama.
He’s trying to find another way to reach his destination. But rental cars are long gone.
